Vivian’s Circumstances – R19 - Chapter 42

But he seemed to be offended by her silence.

“Why aren’t you answering?”

He asked, deliberately pushing his manhood inward.

“Is my ¢o¢k delicious?”

“Ahhhh… Roger, stop and hurry…”

“I won’t move until you answer me. You can’t just shake your ass and pleasure yourself until now and then try to get out of this.”

Despite Vivian’s plea, he did not budge.  At this time, she felt like she was in front of a really big toddler.  The kind of child who does whatever he wants.

She didn’t want to answer him, but the heat beneath her was so intense that she couldn’t bear it any longer.  It was hot as if she was on fire, and something in her stomach was subtly tingling.  She hoped that something thick and hard would pound her violently soon.

“…Delicious… Ahhh.”

Vivian, who buried her face in the sheet, stuttered as steam rose to her head.  She spoke at the expense of her embarrassment, but it seemed that she didn’t respond satisfactorily to him.

“What?”

He asked in an indifferent tone as his fingers began to pinch her n!pples. Vivian understood his playfulness, but more urgently needed to deal with the heat that had not yet been satisfied, so she shook her waist.  In response, Roger suddenly slapped her on the buttocks.  A sharp friction tickled her skin.

“Ugh!”

Rather than pain, there was a warm feeling of pleasure.  His hands didn’t stop there, but grabbed her hips and spread them apart as he caressed her a$$hole.

“You haven’t answered properly yet, so you can’t move your back as you please.”

“No, no. Don’t touch it…  Ah!”

The hand stroking her puckered starfish was lustful.  Vivian shuddered at the strange feeling and shook her back to get out of his hand.s  However, it was not easy because her whole body was crushed under him.

“What, is it delicious?”

He snapped to see if her patience had run out, and grabbed her by the waist. Her resistance was a great stimulus to him. His pen!s, which had only been inserted a third, penetrated to the base and brushed against Vivian’s deepest pleasure point.  “Ugh!” A chorus of breath-taking moans erupted from Vivian’s mouth.

“Hunngg, Roger……”

“Do you think I only have one or two strokes left?  I have many more to give.”

It seems that her vague answer was still not to his liking.  Vivian couldn’t stand it any longer and turned her head slightly.  Roger stared intently at Vivian, who was approaching him, making eye contact.

“Roger’s ¢o¢k… is delicious.”

“…….”

“Hey, I only said…, please move, huh!”

He grabbed Vivian’s neck and pulled her to him. The kiss pouring over her red lips was violent as if expressing a desire they had been suppressing for a while.  After tasting her lips gently, he lifted her upper body and grabbed her waist.  And he began to thrust his hard shaft into her.

“Ah!  Ha, yes, ah!”

As his big thing entered inside, her lower belly tingled.  Vivian shook her back, gently tightening her hole as if to keep him from leaving every time his thing pulled out.  Roger ruffled his sweat-drenched hair, pulling her a$$ toward him, then pushing her away.

Slap, slap, slap, slap

Due to the deep thrusting, a slapping sound spread from between their bodies.

“Ahhhhh… !”

Vivian rubbed her forehead against the sheet, and curled her toes.  Even in the midst of it, the momentum of his ¢o¢k opening her hole was ferocious.  Vivian shook her trembling waist as if she had been in estrus from his gesture.

[E/N: estrus means ‘in heat’ ;)]

“I really… seem to be melting.”

Surrounded by the hot atmosphere, he murmured in admiration. At his words that sounded like praise, Vivian’s lower abdomen tightened and gripped his pen!s.  Roger shut his mouth and shoved his pen!s in faster. Their thighs were constantly rubbing against each other until they turned red.

He suddenly grabbed her by the waist and flipped her over.  She wasn’t short, but her body was as light as a piece of paper. His ¢o¢k was still inserted, so his thing stimulated her inner wall thoroughly in many ways.  Vivian exclaimed,

“Hey!”

“Ugh, yes, ah!”

He grabbed her ankles and opened her legs wide to both sides, staring at the area or their union, their slapping genitals.  Vivian pulled the sheet hard and shed tears.  He hurriedly leaned forward and licked her red cheeks.

Vivian shook her head, not knowing what to do with the intense pleasure that stabbed her from below.  He moved her legs wide open, and grabbed her arms to pull her towards him.

“Hey, Ro, Roger. I think I’m going… Ha!”

In an instant, her climax of energy surged.  His pen!s, which went in and out of her vag!na at a steady pace, accelerated.  Her eyes clouded over and her mind was terrified.  Vivian groaned and rubbed her cheek against his firm body.

Roger, who had been watching her shaking breasts, locked her in his arms, released her gripped arms and gently moved his hands lower.  Vivian’s waist curved backwards deeply as he began to rub her cl!toris.  Her wide-open eyes fluttered violently.

“Oh, not there, no. Not now…  Ha!  Ah!  Aww!”

He pretended not to notice the disappointment of Vivian’s moan, and gently rubbed her clitoris with his fingertips.  The more Vivian struggled with him, the faster his manhood slapped her inside and the more tenacious the hand that touched her cl!tor!s.

Unable to bear it, something burst within her.  With a groan, sticky love liquid ran down her legs.  Roger groaned weakly as he felt her hole squeezing his manhood hard.

Soon after rubbing her back a couple of times, he kissed her on the shoulder and squirted his semen inside of her. Roger groaned violently.

Their bodies were drenched in sweat, as if they had done a strenuous exercise.  Vivian couldn’t move a single finger of her hand in the intense afterglow that engulfed her body.  She thought she was lucky because this was a dream and not reality.

After calming down, he lowered his head and licked Vivian’s breathless lips.  Then she felt his tongue sneak into her mouth.  Vivian slowly lost consciousness as she melted into his sweet kiss.

[TN/N: This wholesome couple will kill me one day with their loveliness. ಥ‿ಥ]

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Vivian woke up early in the morning, hearing a strangely noisy commotion.  She tried to close her eyes, but she was awake, unable to sleep peacefully.  Vivian, who had called Hamel to wash and change clothes, noticed the noises still coming from outside and asked.

“Hamel.  What’s going on outside?”

“I don’t know either. I heard that someone came from afar.”

Vivian tilted her head at Hamel’s answer.  She was bewildered because she couldn’t understand what it meant, or who the person could be.

After combing her hair neatly, Vivian left her room.  As Vivian walked down the hallway to go down to the noisy first floor, her eyes met Roger’s coming up the stairs at the end of the hallway.

With a face reminiscent of last night, Vivian suddenly stood there.  Vivian, who had been averting her eyes because it was difficult to meet his intense gaze, soon found a person holding luggage in his hand and opened her eyes wide.

“Ah!  Let go of me!”

The man held in Roger’s hand struggled hard.  Roger frowned as if struggling was bothersome.

“… Sir Knight. Who is he?”

Vivian looked at the scene from a distance and asked.  When he heard her voice, the man who had been struggling stopped and lifted his head.  A pale face was revealed through his soft brown hair.

The face that was now clearly visible was unfamiliar.  It wasn’t someone Vivian knew.

“He’s the wizard I talked about last time.”

Roger lowered his gaze to the now quiet wizard.  Then the wizard, who had been standing blankly, stretched his feet toward the stairs as if he was about to escape.  However, his attempt was unsuccessful as Roger, who had expected it, grabbed his neck and pulled him back.

“Ow, let me go!”

“I told you it wasn’t difficult.”

“Who are you to judge that?  And I don’t want to listen to the requests of the person who lured me here with lies the first place!”

Vivian looked at his petite figure veiled in robes, and she thought the wizard was a woman.  But she knew he was a man when she heard that his voice was as low as a cavern.  Vivian was no longer able to stand there in the increasingly harsh atmosphere, and she approached the two of them.

The wizard’s face, seen up close, belonged to a fairly prestigious family. Of course, after witnessing his standoffish attitude, he was not as docile as his appearance.

Roger, who had hardened his face as he looked at the wizard, glanced at Vivian tried to control his expression.  The wizard tried to escape while the conversation was interrupted for a while, but it was useless because of his hand holding his neck firmly like a noose.

After a while, the wizard let out a long sigh, as if he had given up on his escape, and drooped his body.

“Okay. I won’t try to run away, so let me go.”

Roger looked suspicious, but, conscious of Vivian, he released his hand.  The wizard quickly rearranged his robes.  Vivian blinked at Roger as if asking for an introduction.

“As I said before, he is a wizard who has a connection with me.”

“That connection is like a thorn!”

As soon as the brief introduction was over, the wizard responded bluntly.  As Roger wrinkled his hardened face even more, the wizard smirked and avoided his gaze.  It was an attitude that was quite fearful of Roger, despite being blunt.

The eyes of the wizard reached Vivian, who was standing opposite of Roger. The wizard cleared his throat, humming.

“My name is Daniel.”

“My name is Vivian Lector.”

Vivian looked at his robes cautiously.  Contrary to expectations, the robe of the wizard, Daniel, was not decorated with any pattern.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

Daniel asked if he felt Vivian’s gaze.  Vivian hurriedly waved her hand, wondering if her intense glare might have been rude.

“Oh, I’m sorry.  I heard that wizards belonging to an association wear robes with their association’s emblem on them.”